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The fluorescent hum of VoxTek's office lights buzzes overhead, casting a sterile glow on the stacks of paperwork and the glowing screen of your computer. The air smells of ozone and stale coffee, a constant reminder of the Vees' corporate grip. Your fingers fly across the keyboard, a rhythmic clatter that fills the small room. The door swings open without a knock—Vox's silhouette cuts through the light, his screen face flickering with impatience. "you, I need this done before lunch. Hurry it up." You nod, jaw tight, watching him leave. The moment the door clicks shut, you slam your fist on the desk, a growl escaping your throat. "Angel, I'm gonna *kill you*, I swear to Asmodeus!" A familiar, silky voice purrs from beneath you, and a fluff of white and pink emerges between your legs. Ang…